Alpha Rylan
Once I had done towel drying my hair, I put my towel down and walked out of the bathroom, only to see him standing there.
Rylan.
He looks awfully...normal. His eyes are back, that silvery blue moonlight slightly dulled down, but they were back. He was back, I think.
We stand there staring at each other. Rylan is by the front door, as if he had just walked in. He is dressed the way he was when Sinful had taken him over, his clothes now slightly rumpled, as if he has struggled at some point. His skin is sallow, and he looks paler than usual. That doesn't bother me, though.
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